"Why is there still a dragon?"
Both Crab Wuji and the Willow Leaf Eel immediately noticed the sudden appearance of Qiu Ping.
"There is actually a baby dragon hidden there. This old crab is really well hidden."
There was a trace of cruelty in Willow Eel's slender eyes. He immediately changed his direction and approached Qiu Ping's position.
Any green dragon of unknown origin will be a threat to the East China Sea Dragon Palace!
"Oh my god, it's true that every time we travel, it's not going to be smooth sailing."
Qiu Ping turned around and ran away, a sundial appearing out of thin air in his consciousness. In his panic, he didn't realize that the sundial on top of his head was about twice as big as before, and the patterns on it were also much more complicated.
Time pauses!
The prototype of the realm!
Then an illusory, infinitely extending river appeared beneath him. His figure flickered several times before fleeing into the distance.
"Hey, even an immortal can't catch me in the time-stop state!"
With the fish talisman, Qiu Ping can use the power of the realm to travel three hundred miles in an instant. As long as he stopped for a cup of tea, he would be thousands of miles away.
Even if there were immortals, it would be difficult to catch him without knowing his location.
"The sea is as wide as the fish can leap, the sky is as high as the fish can fly, I will go too!"
"Snapped!"
"ah……"
As soon as Qiu Ping took a step forward, his whole body hit an invisible barrier.
A translucent shield vaguely flashed in the void, and then a limp little green dragon slid down along the edge of the shield.
The little loach was only beaten to pieces.
Damn it, who is so incompetent that he installed a protective shield here and didn't know how to put up a sign to warn him!
Fortunately, after Qiu Ping stepped into the Holy Fetus, his body's recovery ability was still good. After he wiped the nosebleed with his hand, he got up again.
"Sorry, this place is under martial law and no one is allowed to leave."
A shrill voice came from high up, and Qiu Ping couldn't help but look up, only to see a thin shadow wearing linen white clothes slowly descending and flying in front of Qiu Ping.
Only when he got closer did Qiu Ping see his face clearly.
This person looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, with no color on his face. But if you look closely, you can see that he is not sickly pale, but seems to be covered with a thick layer of powder. This also makes this person's body full of blood. Uncomfortable powdery smell.
He always had a slightly exaggerated smile on his face, which combined with his bright red lips gave people an extremely weird feeling.
"It's that mad dog from Shinto!"
The moment they saw this person, both Willow Eel and Crab Wujia's expressions changed slightly.
The aura on Willow Eel's body contracted deeper, and his body almost blended into the space. He was obviously very afraid of this middle-aged man.
"You guys in the East China Sea are really interesting. We Shinto came to calm things down for you, but you went behind our backs and killed people randomly, messing up a good situation. This makes it very difficult for us."
The middle-aged man flicked his fingers, looked in the direction of the willow eel, and spoke slowly.
"It's really unlucky to meet this mad dog!"
The willow eel shrank and bounced, and flew out like an arrow in an instant.
His body was almost as thin as paper, and no air seemed to be able to hinder him. He flew hundreds of miles away in an instant. Willow eels are born with low intelligence and have difficulty practicing, but once they are successful in practicing, they are very terrifying in short-range bursts.
The middle-aged man did not move, but calmly looked at the direction in which the willow eel was leaving.
After a few breaths, the body of the willow eel emerged from the void, and its translucent body also turned gray-white.
This sea area has been blocked by Shinto. Even if he has obtained the [Ancestral God], he cannot leave.
After trying to break through to no avail, he had no choice but to come back.
"Come here, take this evil obstacle into custody temporarily. If you dare to resist, you will be killed without mercy!"
The middle-aged man looked at the willow eels in the void, and the smile on his lips became even bigger.
And with his order, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and dozens of gods, two feet tall, stepped down on the blue clouds, filled with golden light, and surrounded the willow eels in the middle.
Although the Dao of this group of divine generals is only about seven hundred years old, which is roughly equivalent to the [Yuan Shen] realm, their Qi is connected to this sea area, and they imply a certain formation between them. Although Willow Eel is better than them It was a big level up, but I also felt the danger.
"Baizhenjun! Since Shinto is helping me in Donghai to quell the rebellion, why do you turn against me in Donghai?"
The willow eel swayed and transformed into a slender man with pieces of scales on his forehead and barbs on his elbows.
His eyes swept over the bodies of those divine generals, and then looked at the middle-aged man with an extremely unhappy expression.
"Should I tell you what I, Shinto, want to do? Take it!"
The middle-aged man glanced at Willow Eel, and then the dozens of god generals pounced on him.
"You biting mad dog! Could it be that your Shinto wants to break the alliance with me, Donghai!" Willow Leaf Eel looked at the people rushing over and cursed immediately.
But his movements were equally fast, his body fell down, his breath condensed, and the two sharp blades on his elbows instantly moved into his palms.
Liuye Eel was naturally filled with hatred. This group of Shinto people said they were here to help the East China Sea suppress the rebellion, but they stationed more and more soldiers and horses in various sea areas, causing the East China Sea to be restricted everywhere.
Now, after several months of countering the rebellion, the rebels have not only not been eliminated, but have actually grown stronger.
Donghai naturally couldn't stand it, so he secretly sent him to assassinate the rebel young master. But he never imagined that he would meet the notorious Bai Zhenjun in Shinto here.
He rushed in one direction, the sharp blades in his hands intertwined, and split the body of a god general in an instant.
However, the reaction speed of other generals is also very fast. After one person is killed, the vacant position is immediately filled by the people behind, leaving the formation unchanged.
At the same time, a golden rope appeared in the hands of all the generals, which seemed to be illusory. They each threw it forward to form a dragnet, and the bag was thrown towards the body of the willow eel.
Willow Eel's expression changed, and the gods in front of him changed their formation, and the sky net was densely covered, sealing all around him.
Between the mutual cooperation, the gap is further compressed, completely trapping the willow eel in the middle.
"fall!"
The big net fell down and covered the willow eel.
The golden light above the net shone, but turned into the power of the seal, causing the fairy power in the willow eel to quickly dissipate, and the soul was also trapped.
Willow Eel struggled for a moment, then felt his whole body was extremely sore, and his consciousness soon fell into silence.
The light on his body flashed, and he instantly turned into a large eel several hundred feet long, which was tightly bound by these golden-armored gods.
This scene made Xie Wugu feel very nervous. A master at the level of an ancestral god was caught by a group of god generals who were not even immortals. Moreover, judging from their actions, they looked very relaxed.
Has the foundation of Shinto accumulated over the years been so deep?
"I have met Mr. Bai Zhen. I was given a ray of immortal energy by Judge Cui before, and then I successfully entered the realm of immortals. Then I was given the gift to refine the [Extreme Flame Magma Realm], and I am now what I am today. The strength. The villain is very grateful to Shinto!" (See Chapter 195 for details)
Xie Wujia held the body of the young dragon. Although he felt inexplicable grief, he still lowered his head after seeing the power of this group of people.
What he meant by this was that he had a close relationship with Shinto, and he hoped that Lord Bai Zhen would not embarrass them.
Of course, because the young master was killed, he was already devastated.
Bai Zhenjun lowered his head to look at the young dragon, stretched out his hand, and the body of the young dragon flew straight to his audience.
Crab Wugou's body trembled slightly, but he was still suppressed.
Mr. Bai Zhenjun is at least a third-grade god, possesses the status of a Celestial Immortal, and relies on Shinto, so he has great authority. Ordinary immortals like them, even if they control a realm, are far from being their opponents.
"The soul is gone, but it doesn't matter. My Shinto masters the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation. As long as I can recover his soul and use the method of returning to heaven, he can be revived." Bai Zhenjun just glanced at the young dragon and said.
To other forces, such an injury would be beyond death, but in the eyes of Shinto, it was nothing more than that.
"Please...please the true gentleman to save the young master, I will be willing to be driven by you at will from now on!"
Xie Wujia's face was shocked at first, and then he was ecstatic. Bai Zhenjun said this, and it was definitely not unreasonable.
"It doesn't have to be later, just now."
Zhenjun Bai had a bright smile on his face, and as he spoke, an astonishing chill spread from his body.
The cold air quickly enveloped the young dragon's body, turning it into a coffin and sealing it inside.
"Come here, send the body of the Dragon Prince to the Lord of Netherworld Mansion, and ask him to help open up the net, capture the soul of the Dragon Prince, and then return it to the sun." Bai Zhenjun summoned his divine generals to remove the body of the young dragon. take away.
"Thank you, True Lord! Thank you, True Lord!"
Xie Wugou was grateful. He almost collapsed when he suddenly encountered such bad news today. Now that Lord Bai is helping, it makes him feel a little more at ease.
"However, the country cannot be left without a master for a day. I am afraid that it will take some time for your young master to recover from his resurrection. If outsiders find out that he has been missing for so long, they may be suspicious. Your troops and horses are already in disarray. Once something changes, Then the wind and clouds will immediately disappear, and all the previous inheritance will be in vain."
Lord Bai looked at Xie Wujia and spoke to him slowly.
"Please give me your instructions, Zhenjun."
Xie Wujia felt a little numb when he saw him, but he still respectfully spoke to him.
"I think this little green dragon is good. He is full of ancestral energy. He must be from the direct lineage. I will temporarily take the position of your young master. When your young master comes back, I can ask him to abdicate."
Lord Bai suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it. Qiu Ping felt the space around him change, and he appeared in the hands of Lord Bai.
? ? ?
The little loach had question marks all over his head, and a corona appeared out of thin air on his head. He was about to run away, but a big fight slapped him on the head, and at the same time, he imprisoned all his magic power.
Although his [Law of Time] is mysterious, the gap between the realms of the two sides is so great that he doesn't even have a chance to take action.
"True Lord, this young dragon is not his direct lineage...perhaps it is the current false king of the East China Sea. If he is promoted to the throne, he may not be able to convince the public."
Xie Wujia only thought that Bai Zhenjun was joking. The previous Dragon King of the East China Sea only left behind one dragon son. As for the dragon clans that relied on the direct lineage, they were not worthy of the young dragon in front of him. How could he give up the position of the young master to he.
What's more, this little dragon looked malnourished and was only over a foot long. Who knew if it would die suddenly.
"True Lord..."
Xie Wugou was still waiting to explain, but he found that Bai Zhenjun's eyes were staring at him, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was weird, not like a real person.
The second half of his words were swallowed directly.
"I said, do you have any objections to letting him temporarily take over the position of your young master?" Bai Zhenjun smiled, but there was no smile in his tone.
A large amount of cold sweat broke out on Crab Wugou's back, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body felt like he was stepping on cotton.
"No... I have no objection, little one."
Xie Wugou didn't dare to say any more. This Lord Bai is a lunatic. Even though he keeps smiling when talking to you, the brighter his smile is, the more careful you have to be.
"Very good, then hand over the seal of the late king and let this little green dragon take charge temporarily."
Bai Zhenjun gently patted Qiu Ping's head in his arms and said.
Qiu Ping felt that the scales on his back were exploding, and his crotch was a little wet. Damn it, why did he feel such a strong sense of crisis from this person!
After Xie Wugu was silent for a while, he took out a seal, held it in both hands and handed it to Bai Zhenjun.
Nowadays, the young master still needs to rely on Shinto for treatment. If someone pinches their lifeline, even pinching the seal will have no effect.
"Take it."
Bai Zhenjun casually handed the seal to Qiu Ping. Qiu Ping stretched out his two paws and hugged the seal, feeling extremely heavy.
He turned it over and saw four characters engraved on the seal: Ordered by Heaven!
The moment he saw these words, he... to be precise, Xiao Qinglong Leather Glove seemed to be boiling, and the distant and vast aura of "ancestor", "cang", "ancient" and "old" surrounded him , as if coming from the depths of time.
With the appearance of these auras, a vast and ancient meaning appeared on the little loach's body, and even the immature body of more than ten feet long gained a bit more majesty.
"This... inspired a Seal response?"
Xie Wujia was shocked and looked at Xiao Qinglong with confusion.
This seal was left by the previous king, and only the direct lineage can receive a response. But even when the young master took over the seal, he only aroused the "old" spirit.
Among the dragon clan, there are four dragon phases: "ancestor", "cang", "ancient" and "old".
Among them, the ancestral dragon is the most expensive and the old dragon is the least valuable.
What is the origin of this little green dragon that can trigger such a reaction from Seal? He even doubted that if the former king himself was here, it was hard to say whether he could inspire the power of all four dragon phases.
Bai Zhenjun, who was holding Qiu Ping, also had a trace of curiosity in his eyes.
No wonder the superiors ordered him to protect this green dragon. There is something really special about this little thing.
"It's really interesting. Is it possible that this little thing is the illegitimate son of Zulong? Otherwise, how could the blood of Zulong be so pure? We made a mistake and found a good master for Donghai Future."
Bai Zhenjun rubbed Xiao Qinglong's head and couldn't help but grin.
(End of chapter)
